Chapter 45

Only when the entire念space covers and extends, thus freezing that instant, will the mechanism of the ability officially activate.

Before that, the Libra aura field that erupted from the temple’s release pond still had a few seconds of activity time.

If that念dispeller had not left the temple first, he would likely have met a grim fate.

"I hope he can escape this disaster."

Moyou thought to himself.

Although that zombie-faced念dispeller gave off an arrogant and superior vibe, his dedication was admirable.

If he could escape, it would certainly be a cause for celebration.

Moyou retracted his gaze and headed towards the nearest city.

After walking for about two hours, Moyou suddenly heard the sound of a vehicle, and a beam of light shone from behind.

Moyou turned around and could only see the blinding high beams.

As the light grew closer, the driver noticed Moyou and switched from high beams to low beams, then rolled down the window and poked his head out to look at Moyou standing by the roadside.

"Little boy, what are you doing here in the middle of the night? Where are you going? If you need to go somewhere, get in the car, and I’ll give you a ride."

The person who poked his head out of the window was a middle-aged man with a thick beard and a kind face.

"Thank you, sir. I want to go to the nearby city."

Moyou looked at the middle-aged man, a smile on his face, and did not refuse the man’s offer.

"Nearby city..."

The middle-aged man thought for a moment and asked, "Are you going to Gulin City?"

"Yes."

Moyou nodded with a smile.

He knew nothing about Gulin City, but any relatively prosperous city would do.

In such a place, there should be a way to get a fake ID.

"Hey, it’s on the way, get in."

The middle-aged man beckoned Moyou to get in the car.

Moyou opened the car door and sat in the passenger seat.

"Fasten your seatbelt."

The middle-aged man reminded him, shifted into gear, and stepped on the gas.

The blue pickup truck, loaded with vegetables, slowly moved forward, gradually picking up speed.

"Little boy, it’s a seven to eight-hour drive from here to Gulin City. It’s the middle of the night. You didn’t run away from home after a fight with your family, did you?"

The pickup truck drove smoothly on the road, and the middle-aged man opened up the conversation.

Moyou smiled and replied, "No, I have relatives in Gulin City. I’m going to stay with them for a few days, and the adults at home agreed."

"Is that so."

The middle-aged man paused for a moment and then said earnestly, "Little boy, don’t take it the wrong way, but are your parents’ heads kicked by a donkey? How can they let a little kid like you travel at night to such a far place as Gulin City? Oh, right, should I call your parents?"

"No need, thank you for your concern, sir."

Moyou smiled.

It was clear that this enthusiastic middle-aged uncle was a chatterbox.

Thus, Moyou responded to the middle-aged uncle’s chatter intermittently. By the time the pickup truck arrived in Gulin City, it was already dawn.

"Sir, thank you very much."

Moyou slipped a large bill into the seat crack and opened the car door to get out.

"Hey, it’s no big deal."

The middle-aged uncle grinned at Moyou, shifted into gear, and the pickup truck slowly moved forward.

Moyou stood by the roadside and watched it go.

Suddenly.

The pickup truck rolled down the window.

Moyou looked in confusion and saw a ball of paper fly out of the window and land in front of him.

Then, the pickup truck accelerated and sped off.

Moyou looked at the departing pickup truck and then at the crumpled bill.

"This uncle..."

Moyou chuckled and bent down to pick up the bill.

On the way here, he had mentioned giving the middle-aged uncle some money for gas, but the uncle had threatened to kick him out of the car if he mentioned money again.

So Moyou had secretly slipped a 10,000 Zeni bill into the seat crack before getting out of the car.

He hadn’t expected the uncle to notice and throw it back.

Putting the crumpled bill back in his pocket, Moyou looked in the direction the pickup truck had gone, a smile on his lips.

Evil people, once they awaken to念, will develop even more evil念abilities.

Conversely, kind and simple people, once they awaken to念, will definitely develop more friendly念abilities.

I wonder what kind of念ability this uncle would develop after awakening to念?

This strange thought spread in his mind, and Moyou couldn’t help but laugh.

念ability is not knowledge taught in schools and has not been popularized worldwide. So ordinary people like the uncle would probably never come into contact with念ability in their lifetime.

Moyou put aside these meaningless thoughts and walked along the road towards Gulin City.

After arriving in the city, Moyou found a private inn, booked a room, and slept until evening.

After waking up, he got up, washed up briefly, left the inn, and ate something at a roadside stall. Then he started looking for a way to get a fake ID.

Being new to the city, he could only look for specialized fake ID ads in places like public restrooms and utility poles.

After some searching, he finally found a fake ID ad and went to a nearby phone booth to call the number on the ad.

Soon, the call was connected.

"Speak."

A sleazy voice came from the receiver.

"I need an ID card."

Moyou stated his request directly.

"20,000 as a deposit, and 30,000 more when it’s done. Any problems?"

"No problems."

"8 PM, at the alley behind Ai Ai Bar on Jinze Street. Bring the money on time."

"Okay."

The call ended.

Moyou left the phone booth and started looking for a newsstand along the street.

After searching for over ten minutes, he finally found one on the sidewalk.

The newsstand was run by an old man wearing reading glasses, who was intently watching a small TV on the table.

Moyou walked over and found a world map and a map of Gulin City among the various magazines, brochures, and newspapers.

"Boss, how much?"

"200."

The boss glanced at him and then lowered his head to watch the TV.

Moyou took out two coins, placed them down, and turned to leave when he heard the news broadcast from the TV.

"Our station has just received a report. At around 7:20 AM today, a citizen discovered a blue pickup truck suspected to have been attacked on Gonglan Avenue. According to the police’s on-site investigation, the blue pickup truck was cut into six pieces by a tool suspected to be a chainsaw."

"100 meters away from the scene, the driver’s body parts were found in the green belt."

"Based on the perpetrator’s method, the police speculate that it was the work of C-level fugitive Dis Mendi, who committed the major heinous murder and dismemberment case at the Meiyou Dance Hall."

"The police have now confirmed the victim’s identity..."

Moyou took a few steps forward and reached out to turn the small TV towards the old man.

The screen showed the ID card photo of the victim, which was clearly the middle-aged uncle who had driven him to Gulin City.

"What are you doing?!"

The old man, who was easily irritated, picked up a magazine and hit Moyou’s hand hard.

Moyou did not react, only silently looking at the photo of the middle-aged uncle on the screen.